While the Empress was stunned, Wang Ye turned with a cold laugh, walking towards her.
Blood continued to drip from the sword.
Wang Ye brought the bloody sword before the Empress’s eyes, his gaze like blood: “Doesn’t the Empress love blood? The blood on my sword is still warm. Why not drink it?”
The Empress’s eyes bulged, her hair disheveled, her nails blackened, far from the dignified empress, she looked like a monster.
The prince laughed wildly as he pulled the sword out of the empress’s body.
The sword for killing the empress could not be an ordinary sword. The prince had already painted demon-expelling talismans on it, specifically to deal with her.
But the prince had clearly underestimated the empress.
The empress lay collapsed on the ground, seemingly on her last breath. Just when the prince lowered his guard, she suddenly crawled up and ran, quickly disappearing into the light.
The prince was startled, realizing the empress had escaped.
Unfortunately, he still did not know what the empress was, otherwise, he would not have let her escape.
The relationship between the prince, empress, and emperor had always been the focus of attention under heaven.
Today, the prince killing the empress in public shocked everyone.
Many people knew about the ambiguous relationship between the prince and the empress. Everyone thought the empress had killed the emperor to help the prince ascend the throne. Who would have expected the prince to kill the empress instead?
The prince vigorously wiped his sword while ordering the city gates to be opened, leading several generals into the inner palace.
Witch
The emperor lay on the yellow-draped dragon bed, his face dark, dead for a long time.
The prince rushed over with grief and anger, shouting, “Imperial Brother, Imperial Brother, who killed you? I will definitely avenge you.” He then stabbed the emperor’s body repeatedly with his sword, seemingly turning it into a honeycomb before stopping.
With the situation settled, the civil and military officials had nothing more to say.
The emperor was dead, the empress was dead. There was a Prince of Jun who was the empress’s biological son, but he had always loved traveling and had no military power.
With the empress dead, he would likely be doomed.
The other members of the royal family had long been killed by the emperor, not even a princess remained.
One could imagine the prince’s hatred for the emperor.
The ministers, to save their lives, could only submit.
In fact, the ministers had long been dissatisfied with the emperor’s extravagance and indiscriminate killings and harem debauchery. His death would not evoke sympathy.
“Hahaha… Hahaha…”
A deep laugh reached the prince’s ears, immediately changing his expression. Even the ministers below trembled and dared not look up.
“Prince, what you’ve done is impressive. This witch truly admires your capabilities.”
A black-robed witch with a sinister face and a cold smile at the corner of his mouth walked in from outside the hall, followed by the charming Cloud Ink and Cloud Sleeve.
The prince suppressed his panic and walked down from the throne, warmly grasping the witch’s hand. “Grand National Master, I was about to send someone to invite you. Unexpectedly, you’ve come yourself. I have failed to welcome you properly. I will certainly punish myself, hoping the Grand Master will not be angry.”
“Hmph!” The witch threw off the prince’s hand and sneered, “Prince, you are quite bold. Killing the emperor, killing the empress, are you planning to kill me, the witch, as well?”
The prince’s face changed slightly, forcing a smile. “Imperial Brother is dead, but the National Master remains the National Master. Moreover, whatever I have, the National Master can take at will.”
The witch’s expression remained unchanged, speaking gloomily, “I hear the prince has impressive skills.”
Prince and Witch
The prince’s face changed, biting his lip lightly: “I dare not. I will certainly follow the witch’s instructions in everything.”
The witch’s expression softened: “Since the prince has completed everything, even if I wanted to blame you, it’s too late. I’m not unreasonable and will naturally support the prince as emperor. However… Prince of Jun, how do you plan to handle him?”
The prince respectfully said: “Naturally, it will be as the witch decides.”
“Hahaha… Good prince,” the witch’s gaze on the prince grew more gloomy.
He then said: “Since the prince hands over the Prince of Jun to me, I will let him live well, live longer than my own lifespan.”
The prince’s expression remained unchanged: “As long as the witch is happy, I have no objections.”
“Hmph!” The witch coldly laughed at the prince: “I won’t disturb the emperor’s coronation. I need to return to Black Wood Mountain to cultivate. Farewell. If the emperor needs me, send a messenger.”
The prince nodded, showing utmost respect: “Then I will send off the National Master, hoping you soon ascend to the immortal realm.” As he spoke, his handsome eyes deliberately fell on Cloud Sleeve.
Cloud Sleeve seemed not to notice, her bright eyes fixed only on the witch.
The prince’s expression darkened slightly.
After the witch left, the prince’s face darkened. He called the head of the palace guards close and whispered: “Kill all the palace maids and eunuchs who served the previous emperor and empress, leave none alive.”
The head of the guards turned and left to carry out the order.
The prince sat on the large, gemstone-decorated dragon throne, his face showing no joy. The submissive officials prostrated at his feet, not daring to raise their heads.
The ministers who had once stepped on him now trembled in fear, afraid for their lives.
The prince emperor remained silent, his eyes sweeping coldly across the officials.
The grand hall was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, and some officials even nostalgically recalled the depraved former emperor.
With a wave of his hand, the prince declared “Court is dismissed,” and the officials, drenched in cold sweat, fled the hall as if escaping for their lives.
The Empress
The prince stood up and walked alone to the imperial garden.
Looking around to ensure no one was present, he entered the rockery.
Behind the rockery was a continuous waterfall. The prince drilled through the waterfall, felt the protruding part on the wall, pressed it with his hand, and the stone wall split open, allowing him to walk in.
It was actually a large underground palace, no less magnificent than the emperor’s bedchamber outside. It was resplendent with gold and jade, adorned with gold-trimmed curtains, jade bowls, and golden cups – everything looked exquisite.
Surprisingly, there was also a large garden underground.
A gentle stream flowed, and fragrant flowers bloomed. A brilliant night pearl, as radiant as a bird’s egg, was embedded at the top, casting light across the garden as bright as day.
In the center of the pavilion, a stream of abundant sunlight poured down from above.
This paradise on earth was permeated with a bloody scent.
The prince sneered coldly, “My empress, why won’t you come out to see me? Weren’t you the one who loved me the most?”
“How do you know about this place?” The empress, covering her wound and with disheveled hair, emerged from the flower bushes.
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Yun Xiu coldly laughed, her eyes slightly misty, throwing off the prince’s hand and turning to walk away.
The prince did not force her, but his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
Mo Xiaoji and the Wizard returned to Black Wood Mountain. She was still angry about what had just happened, it was too much. That side was his truest self.
